Fantasy Fulfilment
By Coaldust
She’d dreamt of this for so long. The idea had always fascinated her, and now Coaldust was going to fulfil her greatest fantasy. She looked down at the bottle in her hoof, and beamed.
LOVE DOLL POTION – ONE DOSE
After reading so many stories of mares being transformed into a supple, squeaky, balloon form and used vigorously by their lovers, Coaldust had developed a fascination with the idea; a fascination that has led her to obtain this very potion. One dose, and she’d be a grey coated, blue maned love doll, a perfect set of holes for her husband’s thick shaft. Just imagining the studly yellow unicorn grabbing her squeaky, air filled body and pounding her until he filled her up made her moist.
Resisting the urge to masturbate right then and there, Coaldust popped the lid on the bottle and downed the potion, grinning salaciously at her husband, Dai Greenhoof. The liquid tingled all the way down, though soon the tingly feeling was replaced by a feeling of lightness, like air or helium, building within her body.
(“You sure you’re OK with this hun? I know love dolls ain’t really your thing.”
“Whatever makes ya happy love, an’ I’m at least willin’ ta try somethin’ new.”)
The tingly feeling started spreading outwards, filling her whole being with the airy, almost bouncy feel. Coaldust let out a squee of delight and looked down at her hooves, waiting for the inevitable change.
There! There it was! Her left forehoof, slightly rough from the housework, was starting to turn shiny. The progress was slow, but certainly there. The faint hint of glossiness was spreading, slowly. Curious, she prodded it with another hoof. It felt good. No, more than good. It felt wonderful!
Dai chuckled as he watched his playful wife prodding her hoof, staring at it with fascination.
(“OK, just wriggle your hoof in there. Make sure there’s plenty of talc.”
“Yeah, this feel pretty weird, but I’m likin’ it!”
“Good good. Keep wigglin’ yer hoof in, hun.”)
The gloss spread suddenly, encompassing her whole hoof. She eeped in surprise, but the eep was replaced with a moan of growing pleasure as she poked the glossy latex hoof with her still living flesh one. Just pressing into the squeaky surface gave off a feeling like a mini orgasm. In fact, she was fairly certain she actually came from the contact.
Dai was growing hard watching the change, stroking his stiffening shaft with a single hoof. The show was certainly entertaining. The thought of those tight moist holes turning to ribbed, welcoming rubber…well, he had to remind himself not to get too excited lest he cum before getting a chance to use her.
(“Are ya getting’ wet already? Honestly, love, you’re bleedin’ desperate is what you are!”
“I can’t help it! It feels great! Besides, it’ll help when ya put in the sheaths later.”)
What was at first a glossy hoof attached to a furry leg was now a completely glossy looking leg, right up to the body. She tried to move it, but found herself unable to do more than vaguely wiggle it. Then, with a rush of ticklish energy, her right foreleg changed to match. Another familiar tingle drew her attention, and she looked back at the source. Her back legs were both changing at the same time, and at a vastly accelerated rate! Up the gloss went, climbing up her legs so fast she giggled at the ticklish feeling of the fur receding. The giggling stopped however and was replaced with a long, low, loud moan of ecstatic pleasure. The latex had reached her sopping wet marehood, and was in the process of changing her heated nethers into a deep, tight, stretchy tunnel, perfect for a horny stallion to use.
(“Heh, that went in easy!”
“Hush you, cheeky! Oooh, sweet fuck that feels good!”
“Yeah, well, stop wiggling your arse, love! I need to attach it to the outfit so it won’t slip out.”
“Oh you love it when I wiggle.”
“…shut up.”)
The latex tingle spread further still, her tight ass changing in a manner similar to her pussy. Not even her tail was safe from the change, as the tailhairs fused together into a solid, rubbery mass, raising upwards and tilting sideways slightly. The changes to her tail gave the impression of a mare exposing herself to a waiting partner.
She loved it.
It seemed that the more of her that changed, the faster the rest of her changed to match. Coaldust was moaning blissfully now, the cool air of the bedroom on her now blatantly exposed cunt making her eager, horny, desperate for her husband’s touch. But Dai was content to just sit back and stroke his shaft teasingly, keeping it hard as he watched.
(“That wasn’t too uncomfy, was it love?”
“No, I’ve had bigger back there before, remember?”
“Jus’ makin’ sure, Coaly. Don’ wanna ruin yer fantasy.”
“I’m alright, but thanks anyway hun.”)
Soon, all that was left was her head, her body having changed entirely. She looked at her squeaky, rubbery, air filled body and smiled. It was better than she could ever have dreamed. She was almost entirely a love doll, a toy, a set of holes to be used by the stud she loved.
“Dai, please…use me now…I don’t care that the change hasn’t finished! Please, just stop teasing me and fuck me!” Dai just kept on stroking, whickering softly. He shook his head, grinning evilly.
“Nope. I’m gonna make you wait until you’re all nice and squeaky!”
Coaldust whimpered in unrestrained need as the latex started advancing up her neck…
(“You OK so far love?”
“Yeah, no problems so far. Damn, this feels weird, but good!”
“Just the hood left. Gonna do the gag first. Open wide, hun!”)
The latex trickled up her neck, tickling her throat before finally reaching her jaw. This was by far the strangest feeling she’d had yet. Her teeth were slowly receding as the plastic encompassed her mouth, turning it from a broad smile into a wide O shape, perfectly suited to fit Greenhoof’s ample girth. And still the latex went on.
Her eyes were next, slowly changing from her wide, green eyes to cartoony white eyes with simple black dots. She felt her eyelids lower to resemble the classic ‘bedroom eyes’ look, and then freeze in place.
Now, Coaldust couldn’t move her head, or even look around. She was well and truly transformed.
(“All good hun?”
There was only a nod in response, as Coaldust was gagged with the doll suit’s oral sleeve.
“OK, you know the safe gesture? Three left forehoof taps, two right forehoof taps?”
Another nod from the bound and gagged mare.
“Good! You ready for a good ruttin’, then?”
Nodnodnodnodnod!)
She was Dolly. She wasn’t Coaldust any more. She was simply Dolly, a toy for Master. She could vaguely sense Master position behind her. She was a good Dolly. She would be a good Dolly for Master. Being a good Dolly would make her feel good…
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It was 4 hours later, and Coaldust and Dai Greenhoof were nestled in bed, snuggling closely.
“Holy fuck that was fun! Definitely doin’ that again!” Greenhoof looked down at his wife with a smile. “Though maybe next time it can be you in the suit. They make stallion ones too, ya know.”
Greenhoof’s smile vanished, replaced with a look of nervousness…and possibly a little arousal.
“Maybe later, ya pervy mare!”
Author's Note
I'd had this kind of idea for a kinky story in mind for ages. The fantasy bit punctuated by a realistic way of trying to act it out with a willing partner. In this case, dollification by way of a latex doll suit and sleeves for the holes.